The days have grown longer and stretched the hours after school and work to include more time spent doing farm chores and being with all of our animals. Mucking the stall became a twice a week chore tonight, we decided that adding Dasher and Rudolph to Comet and Jingle’s stall calls for fresh shavings on Wednesdays and Saturdays. As we shoveled out muck to our faithful, blue Jackson wheelbarrow, Libs asked me what pneumonia meant anyways.
I let my shovel rest and corrected her diction. Ammonia, not pneumonia is what we are smelling. She asked if it was bad. I replied that it wasn’t something that we wanted to build up in the stall and explained where it comes from. She nodded her head and agreed our new mucking days would be Wednesdays after school and Saturday mornings. The goats kept a constant watch on both of us as we refreshed their stall and all it’s accessories. They began performing running twists off the stable door in anticipation of their evening grain fix. We stood back and laughed as it almost seemed choreographed.
Anna had taken care of the bunnies and chicks as soon as the car had parked in the driveway. She filled their food dishes, changed their waters, and gave each animal a good talking to. I watched as my little girl seemed to be transforming into a teenager right before my eyes. Both of the older kids have changed almost with each day that passes, Max growing taller and loosing his baby face and Anna stretching out of her comfort zone, asking MiMi for products to help conceal, highlight, and enhance some of her facial features. She appeared this morning at the bottom of the stairs for breakfast as a teenager, with months still left to turn before she actually becomes one.
Our full house made up of two pairs of goats, a pair of rabbits, and a four of a kind of chics, has spread itself out lately as the kids have begun to travel in different directions. We rarely see Aaron anymore as he has begun working a new promotion, Max is buried in baseball and takes Kyle and Sophie along with him most of the time, and Anna and Libby have each dove into their own passions in life. Our new family has become just as busy as the farm and even though we blended our lives together last Summer, for now they seem to be moving a bit in their own directions as Kyle and I stretch out for one another keeping connected the best way we know how, through laughter and love.